Staring at Sacramento housing stats this morning. I looked down at my little mini-Schnauzer and said, “This aint Kansas, Toto.” (but in full-disclosure, her name is “Missy). That’s when it dawned on me that our real estate market really is a lot like being lost on the Wizard of Oz.
Toto (aka Missy)
When the big Kansas tornado hit (read: real estate bubble burst), Dorthy (read: home-owners), suddenly found herself lost. She knew she wanted to keep her home, but the Wicked Witch of the West (read: big bad banks) proved that even if she followed the yellow-brick road, she was still getting screwed. Now, enter some of those flying monkeys (read: loan mod fraud creeps), and poor Dorthy is pretty much outta luck.
Unfortunately, one of the bad Munchkins told Dorthy that for a mere $3,000 she could modify her loan, I mean ruby red slippers, and get safely back home (read: save her home). That little lying Munchkin caused her even more trouble! Fortunately, Glenda the Good Witch (that gets to be me since I’m the one writing this), knew that she could help Dorthy find her way to Emerald City (read: avoid foreclosure).
Good Tamara, I mean, Glenda, sent her a few great peeps to help poor Dorthy out. First there was the Tin Man, (Scott Geniella) the Scarecrow (Sheri Schmitz), and of course, the Cowardly Lion (Ed Wacaster) who qualified buyers for Dorthy’s digs. Then Glenda the good witch, zapped the Wicked Witch of the West right where she lived (read:bugged those big bad banks till they approved the sale).
Now Dorthy was forever grateful to Tamara, I mean Glenda, because she helped her find her way back home….and, before she knew it, Dorthy was working with the Tin Man and getting qualified to buy a new place in Kansas. See? All’s well that ends well when you work with people you trust (and um, avoid those poppy fields).
Ta ta for now!
Tamara
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